| There’s a little Don Juan in everyone
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| Who can’t stop looking but that ain’t wrong
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| Don’t even try to stop a roving eye
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| 'Cos there’s a hundred pretty women to every guy
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| But I, I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep
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| I’ve lost my appetite
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| It’s gotta be, you and me
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| We’ve got it right
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| They say a little window shopping
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| Don’t hurt no one
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| I’m only looking, not touching
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| Just having fun
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| But I, I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep
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| I’ve lost my appetite
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| It’s gotta be, you and me
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| We’ve got it right
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| But I’m on my own, what to do
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| I don’t need solitude
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| I need someone else, that is true
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| And that someone else has got to be you
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| I sleep much better in someone else’s bed
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| I sleep much better in someone else’s bed
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| But if can’t have you, can’t have you
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| Don’t want someone else instead
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| I sleep much better in someone else’s bed
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| But I really want you, really want you
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| Don’t want no one else instead
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| Isn’t it strange what a man can do
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| If he can’t have you
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| There’s a little bit of Romeo in every guy
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| With a runaway mind and twinkle in his eye
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| Always looking out for something sweet
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| But you can look at the candy but you don’t have to eat
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| But I, I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep
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| I’ve lost my appetite
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| It’s gotta be, you and me
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| We’ve got it right
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| But I’m on my own, what to do
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| I don’t need solitude
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| I need someone else, that is true
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| And that someone else has got to be you
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| I sleep much better in someone else’s bed
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| I sleep much better in someone else’s bed
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| But if can’t have you, can’t have you
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| Don’t want someone else instead
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| I sleep much better in someone else’s bed
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| But I really want you, really want you
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| Don’t want no one else instead
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| Isn’t it strange what a man can do
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| If he can’t have you
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| (Spoken)
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| him: Yo, sweetheart what’s wrong with you
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| her: What’s wrong with me? |
| Let’s talk about it
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| him: I told you it’s just you
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| her: Hmmm, I doubt it, who’s Shandy?
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| him: Oh well that’s …
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| her: And who’s Renee
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| him: Well, see last week I was a the market …
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| her: Aha, and who’s that other girl I saw you with today
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| him: Come on, baby, these are girls I used to play with
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| But you’re the lady I want to stay with
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| her: Yeah, but hey if you think I’m gonna sit here and listen
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| while you run a line and fall into a trap like those other
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| girls
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| him: Come on, I’m sorry, I told you that, hmm gimme a kiss
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| her: Don’t you understand it’s hard to deal with this?
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| You play me part time, hello then goodbye
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| While you run around town like some playboy, some fly guy
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| him: Look, I’m a new man now, the playboy’s dead.
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| Now how’s about we both sleep better in your bed
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| But I’m on my own, what to do
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| I don’t need solitude
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| I need someone else, that is true
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| And that someone else has got to be you
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| I sleep much better in someone else’s bed
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| I sleep much better in someone else’s bed
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| But if can’t have you, can’t have you
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| Don’t want someone else instead
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| I sleep much better in someone else’s bed
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| But I really want you, really want you
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| Don’t want no one else instead
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| Isn’t it strange what a man can do
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| If he can’t have you |